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Cracker Sydney Comedy

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So, I just got my tickets for Ross Noble in the Cracker Comedy Festival. I’ll probably also go to see Jackie Loeb, who I worked with a few years ago when she was going through a totally undeserved career slump…. Read More ›

ObOscars

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I find the actual awards show tedious, but I like the red carpet fashions purely for the inevitable faux pas. I try to avoid this overused word, but really, it’s pure schadenfreude at its most indulgent. I want to see… Read More ›

Breaking rules since 1963

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Apparently, even before his birth, my nickname not only broke all the rules of tig but my very existence as a tigtog supports the exploitation of Elijah Wood’s trusting nature. Who knew? “No, Elijah, you can’t tig on a tog,… Read More ›

I gots me some theme music!

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Well, Joanne in Bolton who wrote it thinks she named it for her cat, who is obviously the most superior of felines, but here is ambient electronica “Tigtog”. I’m not the biggest electronica fan in the world, but I quite… Read More ›

Tragedy of the Closet

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There’s been a lot of ink and electrons devoted to Brokeback Mountain, but here’s what I think is the best review (major plot spoilers alert)- An Affair to Remember from the New York Review of Books’ Daniel Mendelsohn, pointing out… Read More ›

Get a bloody move on

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Listening to Richard Glover on ABC702 this afternoon, I heard a poem I hadn’t heard for years, “The Australaise”. My dad read it to me long ago. By CJ Dennis, it was entered, tongue I imagine firmly in cheek, for… Read More ›

Our PM’s higher purpose

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Shamelessly stolen from Billy Connolly (paraphrased): “John Howard’s only use is to show us what Harry Potter will look like when he’s old” – Enough Rope, ABC Australia Feb 20, 2006 After the defeat of Lord Voldeshort, Harry struggled to… Read More ›